Fallen Petals and Stolen Kisses (A hanahaki Story)

Bloody Petals

Back in my room I try to figure out why the change.

Blue Hydrangeas. Purple Roses. Yellow Daisies.

Monoma. Shinsou. Me.

Why am I coughing up Blue Hydrangeas? 

I don't love Monoma like that... 

 Or do I?

I hear a soft knock at my door. 

"Kaminari? Is everything okay? Shinsou said you weren't feeling well, So i brought you some soup and wanted to check on you..." Monoma says. 

He sounds worried. 

About me?

No.

I feel excitement to see him, Followed by the tickling of the petals at the base of my throat.

"Come in." I say.

I feel butterflies when I see him. 

"Oh, you really don't look good..." Monoma says after gently shutting my door. He places his hand on my forehead then on the back of my neck. "Hm... No fever. Thats good at least. I brought chicken dumpling soup, Its not as good as my grandmas but it should help you feel better." 

He sits on the bed beside me. 

"Thanks Monoma. I appreciate you." The urge to cough, to gag, to choke, Rises up again. "So... You and Toshi, huh?" 

He smiles happily.

"Yeah, Did you see the flowers he gave me? Oh, they were gorgeous." I chuckle softly but deep down my stomach is turning in knots and the urge to cough is ever growing. 

Along with a different urge.

A bad urge I thought I had banished long ago.

"You should get back to your boyfriend." I say it almost coldly. Monoma frowns.

"Is everything okay? I know you're sick but the past day or two you've seemed... Well, off."

"Im fine."

"Are you lying to me? I hate when you lie to me."

"Other than being sick, No. Im not lying."

"Denki you know I'm here for you. Right?" Hes about to say more but I cut him off.

"Yeah, Yeah. You should go to lunch. You have class soon and I bet the table misses you."

"Fine. But you Shinsou and I are talking TONIGHT. The way you're acting is concerning and not okay."

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes for effect, but I didn't really mean it. The urge to vomit, to cough up the flowers was overwhelming now and as soon as he left, Thats exactly what I did.

Petals, Blood, Petals, Blood.

The urge to cut.

When the flowers finally stop coming my throat feels shredded. I go to lay on my bed, Grabbing the bowl of chicken and dumpling soup as I go and I eat a couple of bites. It stings but helps over all with the soreness. 

My mom was right. I did grow up to be nothing but a fat useless gay whore.

Liking two guys at the same time? Damn Im desperate.

I set the bowl of soup aside, Resigned to not eating it even though my stomach growls.

Ive gained to much wait since she took me off the diet Id been doing since I was five to keep me skinny for the media. I had to be My parents perfect son.

They were great hero's. Loved even. But their marriage was arranged because of their quirks by my grandmother so it stayed loveless. My father never wanted to have me, My mom just wanted to please her mom.  Hopefully I'll get to see them during spring break... Its a week or so away and their supposed to be back from America by then.

Maybe I'd get lucky?

Do they even want to see me?

Do they even love me?

Exhaustion overtook me suddenly. I lay down, Deciding ill sleep for an hour or two then id deal with Monoma and Shinsou. And hope the flowers dont trouble me.

I dont wake up till nearly three in the morning.

Hello my lovelies! Hope you're all doing well. Sorry the chapters are short I've been tired lately and writing is KILLING my neck.

-Love Saturn